Mia Vandermeer
24 August 2016
Glide Memorial in San Francisco
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As I was driving up to Glide today, I was listening to a talk on NPR about people’s success in life and how it is achieved. The speaker was explaining that the reason why some succeed in life and others do not is purely attributed to luck; people’s hard work can only get them so far, and most often than not, those that succeeded were those who were lucky, those that were in the right place at the right time, if you will. This talk became increasingly relevant on my sixth visit.
Today I was assigned to scoop grits onto the food trays. This assignment made me extremely nervous as it was my first time working in the actual kitchen with the food. Teahrly, a volunteer whose job was to replace the empty grit vats with full ones, explained that I had to be scooping one tray every two seconds in order to keep up with the flow of the crowds; we were expecting to serve more than 775 breakfasts this morning. I pre-scooped about ten trays five minutes before the doors opened. After I loaded the grits, I slid the trays to Isaac and Bob, two volunteers who then put eggs and toast on the trays. Prior to the doors opening, I attempted to calm my nerves by talking with Isaac and Bob. I soon discovered that they were roommates in a halfway house; Isaac had just gotten out of prison and Bob has been recovering from a drug addiction. The conversation was cut short when the doors opened. As I began scooping rapidly in order to maintain the flow of the food lines, I realized the validity of the talk I had heard earlier that morning. The people that I was volunteering with were not much different than those we were aiding. Isaac and Bob admitted to me that they had caught a lucky break which placed them on the opposite side of the meal counter than the homeless. Even my position in the kitchen was attributed to luck. It wasn’t my hard work that allowed me to be a grits-scooper in Glide, but rather the luck that placed me in my particular family that gave me the opportunities I have received. Ultimately, I realized that the people on the other side of the glass pane in the kitchen were no different than me. Not only did this make me grateful for the blessings I have received but it inspired me to continue volunteering at Glide because I am not only able to do so, but I am lucky enough to be able to do so.